The Bad Girl's Pregnant

Chapter 7: "The Bad Girl's conversation"

I couldn't control my thinking all day! Every little detail that had happen between me and Blake a few days ago kept replaying in my head. I don't understand why my mind was messing around like that. I've never in my life had to think twice about what I do. But for some oddly reason, the events that had happened at Blakes house was making me all but nervous.

And to make matters worse, I haven't seen or heard from him ever since that night. I mean, he still is supposed to be my tutor but after that night, I was actually expecting him to cancel our sessions.

Hell I was least expecting him to come and threaten me about drugging him! But nothing. I don't know what's going on, and I hate being in the unknowing. Just like the night at his house, Im actually starting to feel a little guilty.

"Hey Chica." Racheal's voice came from behind me, scaring me slightly.

I closed my locker and gave out a forced smile. "Hi."

"What's wrong?" She asks, sensing my change of attitude.

I shake my head and continue to walk away, she followed right beside me.

"You fucked him didn't you." She says in a hush tone as we make our way around students.

It was dismissal and it was time for everyone to head home.

I didn't answer her. I just gave her the look. The universal look that practically gave her the answer she knew already was.

"Oh my gosh! How the hell did you get him to mess with you!?" She all but yells out in happiness.

I stopped walking and gave her a worried look.

"Racheal, I drugged him," I began. As soon as I mentioned that, her perkiness went right away. "And I don't know how to fucking feel right now, my mind is going haywire at the moment. So I really don't want to talk about it ok."

Racheal gave the look as though she was most definitely going to press the conversation further. "Oh no Chasity, you are most definitely going to tell me what the hell happened." She continued as I predicted.

I grabbed her arm and made a B line straight to my car.

Once inside, I went straight for my cigarettes and quickly lit one up. I needed to smoke. Smoking was literally my only stress reliever. I've been smoking like crazy these last couple of days.

"I drugged him, and we fucked. There isn't more to say. I haven't heard from him yet. I never drugged someone before, what if he gets the police involved, what if he died on the couch that night, what if-"

"Hey! Calm down. He isn't dead, if he were dead I'm most likely sure the whole town would know something like that by now Chasity." She cuts me off to reassure.

"And if he got police involved, I'm pretty sure you would be in custody right now don't you think?"

I nod my head as she spoke. She was right. If any of the things that I listed where true I'm almost positive I would have to know something by now.

"Yea, I guess your right-"

Just before I could finish my sentence, I was cut off by someone opening up the passenger side door roughly.

Both to me and Racheal's surprise, the person who opened the door without even so much as knocking was Blake himself. He bent down slightly to be eye level with Racheal.

"Hi, Racheal is it?-" Racheal was going to protest, but I think the mention of her name coming from him had not only her but myself shook! "Get out I need to talk to your friend right now." He continues through clench teeth.